When it came night, the white waves paced to and fro in the moonlight, and the wind brought the sound of the great sea's voice to the men on shore, and they felt that they could then be interpreters.
Stephen CraneTradition, thou art for suckling children, Thou art the enlivening milk for babes, But no meat for men is in thee.
Stephen CraneA MAN FEARED A man feared that he might find an assassin; Another that he might find a victim. One was more wise than the other.
Stephen Crane